A bent, ruddy faced, old man; loosely clothed in a moth-eaten cardigan, brushed-flannel shirt and tatty grey trousers; huffed as he heaved open the heavy door.
She moved quickly, flicking on the light just inside the door and removing Her long leather coat.
He strained to look inside through the door as She swept the slave into Her own arms and steadied him, blocking the gypsy's view.
Realising that Her slave would remain asleep for a short while She moved along the entrance way and opened a large dark wooden door.
Immediately the large screen in front of Her was filled with the image of Her slave still sleeping soundly on the hallway sofa, exactly where She had left him.

Susana's hand slipped down and began to caress the cock, sliding almost reverently over its surface her thumb slowly circled its shiny head, just as the Mistress had circled his a moment ago, fingers curling around its length, her hips working slightly.
Before he could turn to look Susanna reached for him again and he wrenched his head away, the cock striking his cheek hard and skidding down the side of his face.
“You like being a bossy bitch Susanna?" the Mistress said coolly, her free hand gently caressing her girl’s slim pale neck.
The Mistress had rested back on another leather covered horse, with Susanna pulled back across her lap, her fingers fluttering over the girls pinkened skin, her splayed thighs and the swollen lips of her sex.

Damn you've got me so hot and wet and needing to cum thinking about all of that plus your kisses and your hands roaming all over my body didn't help matters.
The movie starts; right away I feel the tension and wetness building in my cunt as I watch this girl get tied up, knowing very well what that feels like.
My cunt is so filled up right now this feels so good, but it's making me need to cum and I know that I'm not allowed to.
In my heated state I think, hmm wonder if you're watching me now I hope that you are but all I want to do is cum right now, damn but I can't.

"Mistress, honestly, my marriage to Eva is a closed book!
Deidre was now sitting on the edge of the chair next to the bed, her rattan cane poised over James' back.
Not enough, in Deidre's opinion, but she herself was loath to confront either James or Eva about it because she feared it would impact Jo's relationship with him.
Deidre had wasted five years of her life in a vanilla marriage - despite her BDSM desires - to a man who had cheated on her several times.
Had James been carrying on a relationship with Eva in the recent past?
She suddenly realized that she had struck him the same number of times as she knew her ex-husband had been unfaithful.

I know that I cannot scream...I cannot anger Him. But I have been here for so long that I cannot tell which would please Him more.
I don't know....no....He IS here....I wish.....I hope its not my imagination...is it?
All I DO know is that my legs went numb a long time ago and that my arms are soon to be joining them.
The feeling of pins and needles began a long time ago also and now they are beginning to fade.
Probably not...I've belonged to Him long enough to know that my reaction is insignificant unless I am REALLY hurting.
I don't know...No, it can't have been that long or else I would have felt hungry before this...wouldn't I?

John's eyes closed, Celine relaxed, sunk her shoulders, slouched; she looked down on John's naked body rigidly laying at the center of their bed.
"Yeah, you want me to fuck you, fuck your little slut brains out?" Celine began to move around John's body rubbing her cock on his arms and chest.
"Is the little girl ready to be fucked?" But before John could answer Celine savagely buried her entire cock into his ass.
I love your big perfect ass, mistress." And with these words spoken, he began to feverishly plant kisses all over Celine's grand butt.
"Yes, that's right, kiss it, kiss it slut." John planted kisses all over both cheeks, relishing being beneath his beloved mistress, working in circles slowly creeping further towards the middle of her cheeks, to her sopping wet vulva.

Summer had long gone by and the cottages that bustled with guests just months before sat cold, dark, lonely, and forgotten until that time when the Earth once again turned it's face towards the sun's warming rays.
A caretaker had prepared the cottage for its short sojourn into winter before the couple would arrive for their refuge, the couple that would leave the building better than they had found it when they left so that when the sun once again came around, new waves of guests would be able to enjoy the quaint beauty of this little place.

"And her mother...?" Hellie moaned as Amy's tongue began to wriggle around like a worm inside of her now wet pussy sending shivers of titillating pleasure through the insides of her cunt.
An hour before Alice was due home, Hellie sat Amy straddling Ted's lap with her back to his face where he began nibbling and biting gently at her shoulders and neck.
Amy was sitting backwards on Ted's lap just as she had been for nearly the whole hour with Ted's mouth, teeth, and tongue working her ears and neck over wickedly, but with Hellie sitting in front of her on a stool teasing her wrapped and hugely swollen nipples with the soft feathery ends of two long goose quills.

Cassy sat looking at the screen for a long time, wondering if she had read this letter if she would have been brave enough to bring Jesus home.
It was Nathan's turn to take a deep breath; Cassy could feel his body tense.
"I want to be able to call you Master, but not all the time, just when I need you to help me or I feel it is appropriate.
Well yes, I guess so, but a hell of a lot more than that." Nathan looked thoughtful, and then laughed again, "Just don't call me boyfriend, that just sounds weird." His voice was suddenly serious, "Cassy, little one, you said once that I would always have a place in the center of your heart.

Your breasts are pressed against the wet, stone; it is a mixture of the cold stone on your flesh and the warmth of the water that your legs are in.
The hand that has been pressed into your cunt removes the finger and now you feel a finger sliding up and down the crack of your bottom, a single finger.
The women take turns fucking you with the wooden shaft some are slow and gentle and others are ramming it madly into your cunt you body shakes with each thrust...your breasts heaving with the thrust....
You cry out in soft pleasure this time as his cock presses into your sex and you feel the relief of his hot flesh sliding into you vs.

Erin was still panting from her first body-quake in the strong hands of Pete.
Pete tied her arms behind her back, as Erin leaned against the young tree with her back now.
Pete first made sure her nipples became little Mt. Erins.
Erin wanted Pete to take her now.
"Love your lips down there swollen like that, horny honey".
Adding action to warm words, Pete indeed entered Erin.
As despite being tight there between her thighs after only receiving a few cocks, Erin was very slippery still.
Despite being an experienced cow-hand, Pete couldn´t resist the expert milking movements of Erin´s pussy pumping.
Suddenly Erin realised that in her nerve, she´d forget to feed him.

She slowly came up to his side of the bed, reached down to grab a leg and he started to fight.
She flicked his head with her hand and nearly shouted, "Damn right I need answers." She scurried off the bed over him.
She then deliberately re-attached the ankle restraints to each foot then slapped his ass with a good hard right hand.
As she reached around to unbuckle the ball gag she continued, "Your pathetic tongue had better be ready for a good workout." And she climbed up further until she was positioned just out of his reach.
He opened his eyes but did not stop working on the task at hand and continued to tend to the vibrator.

Jackie liked her job, found it fulfilled so many of her needs, allowed her to help people, be a friend, make another's day but somehow it never satisfied her completely.
At last her day was done, the last phone call finished, allowing escape from the mundane conversation of her fellow workers and immediately she felt heat and slickness engulf her swelling labia lips.
Jackie's knees pressed together extra hard and her belly totally flipped at His use of the word bound.
It had been a simple enough meeting, a fitting for a leather bodice she had always wanted but once His hands began to wrap her form in the silk rope He used for designing and sizing she was bound in every way figuratively and in reality.
Jackie wanted to be fucked right this moment.

You re-bind me in this way, push the vibe back between my thighs and walk back around to your side of the car.
I feel my vibe come back on and you pull back out on the road.
Your hand caresses my head and hair as you drive, sometimes burying your cock in my throat.
I remove my mouth from your slick shaft and whisper, "Sir, I would like to come.
The vibe comes back on and you grab hold of my head roughly, burying your cock in my throat.
I climax against your hand and the vibe, my moans vibrating your shaft as it slides against the back of my throat.

"We are going to witness the first suspension by these things, and while she is suspended you can all have her body!" Said the Odious little man.
I stood back watching in awe as the odious man connected ropes to the eyes in the hooks.
He was going to pull her erect by the hooks through Kelly's breasts!
"Now for the suspension proper," said the odious man and he pulled on ropes and Kelly was lifted upright her feet just off the floor by the hooks in her back balanced by the hooks through her breasts.
"Any one else want to fuck her?" I said as I pulled out of her body.

After last night, in order to clarify things that each girl told me alone and explain why everything went down the way it did, I needed to know more about my stepdaughter's friends and why my house was their safe haven.
"I think I'm going to wake up the other three." Robin and Heidi immediately locked eyes.
I didn't want to carry her all the way downstairs and have to explain myself to Heidi and Robin about how exactly Shayna's punishment differed from their own.
"You're going to be fine Shayna but are you able to try going to the bathroom?" I didn't think she would be able to but I needed to know for sure before I decided to give her a suppository and an enema.

I'd cum in her sock and leave it there, or inside or on her boots or sneakers, figuring she'd think she was just really sweaty that day.
There I was, one recent day, pumping a thick load into her boot with one hand, a sweaty sock around my cock, holding her other sock and boot to my nose and going nuts smelling it.
"You gonna blow a load on my dirty socks and stinky boots, the way you like to, you fucking pervert?" she growled, holding me tight in her ass, the smell consuming me, her asscheeks fluttering on my face.
"Smells good, huh, maybe not as bad as my asshole, but gotta be ripe," she hissed, quivering her muscular thighs on my ears and crushing me into a screaming submission, which she ignored.

"Now lick mommy's pussy good so my lover can fuck me like a real man should." She told him.
"Come clean my pussy baby, and mommy will tell you all about how good she got fucked."
"Then Petros, that's his name, bent me over the kitchen counter of the property we were looking at and fucked me like a two bit whore.
Steve pulled his pants down and pushed his cock into Melissa's pussy.
Without protest, Steve walked back behind her and began licking his cum from her body.
Her pussy twitched and Petros enjoyed the feel of it around his rock hard cock..
She couldn't wait to get home and tell Steve all about her day and feed him her cum covered tits.

Kim looked up to see her manager and Spencer.
Seeing the blank look on Kim's face, Spencer pulled out his phone and said "Here, see for yourself."
On his screen, indeed from Trevor, were these words: "Go say hi to Kim from me and ask her if she likes the gift I sent her.
But all of a sudden, Spencer brought her out of her reverie and asked "Now do you know what gift he's talking about?"
Spencer looked at her with a raised eyebrow and asked Trevor "You're sure?
"Good to hear, I'll make sure you enjoy the gift and also make sure that it's a birthday to remember as you promised in the card."

"There you go." Janice said, dropping two more small pools of white on Alayna's belly just above her low cut bottoms.
John and Janice quickly descended upon Alayna's body.
John and Janice then kept their bodies between Alayna and the chair while they attached something to the sticks.
"That is always wonderful to hear slut." John said reaching a hand between Alayna's legs and rubbing her clit.
"On your back in the center of the bed slut." Janice said looking into Alayna's eyes.
"We forgot one thing," Janice said leaning forward, "she asked to be gagged!" Alayna felt the familiar rubber taste of a ball gag pressed between her lips.

I blindfold her and firmly tie each of her limbs to one of the four feet of the bed and then I start to whisper nasty little things in her ear, telling her how much of a whore she is for lying there, tied up and naked.
When she does, I start to play with her pussy in earnest, sliding the fingers of my right hand in and out while spanking her with unpredictable degrees of strength as she starts to moan.
She almost gags but starts to suck and lick like a good little slut.
As I thrust away, I start spanking her again, calling her a whore and a slut and a bitch for enjoying such treatment.
When I get out, I return to our play room and tell my lady friend that she was a good little slut for me.

Nearing the bottom I hear a gasp, suddenly becoming aware of myself more, I look towards the sound, seeing your glowing face; feeling suddenly flushed at the sight of you, holding a hand to your lips and one outstretched to take mine.
"Look it how wet my lovely slut is already," you say; separating my thighs, obediently opening them wide at the touch of the whip sliding over my inner thigh.
"Yes, that's it my slut, now I'm starting to believe you love your master." Running a single finger up up the inside of my thigh, gathering my wetness.
Taste yourself my beautiful anguisette, taste what my paddle has caused you to spill out." Slipping your wet finger into my mouth, closing my eyes and sucking eagerly at my master's finger, moaning as I clean myself from your finger.

Cindy loved to tease as she worked out.
I loved to see some cute co-ed, mesmerized by Cindy's tease, grinding her own pussy into a weight bench, soaking the crotch of her own workout shorts.
She would start out by licking my cock and balls while I struggled to lift my weights.
Cindy would sit astride my erection, taking my cock in and out of her pussy as the weights went up and down.
Since it was a punishment, Cindy would make me suck the dildo before fucking my ass.
I shouldn't make it sound like my relationship with Cindy was only torture and punishment.
The questions, physical manipulations and punishments were only the top of Cindy's iceberg of training.

He let his hand slowly cross her breast making sure to touch her tight nipple.
He started kissing down her body, passing her breasts, he poked his tongue inside her belly button.
"Oh god," she moaned as she realized something new and unusual was happening deep inside her body and mind.
He grasped her legs tight so he could continue to lick her through her orgasm.
"This is not a pain that I cause you on purpose dear, but you must understand that it is necessary for me to take you this way," he muttered as he started to lower himself between her spread legs.
He slowly pushed the head inside her tight hole.